All language subtitles for Miss Kane 1945--

Thanks. What's the idea
of the pictures, mister?

Why didn't you tell me?
Look at my hair!

What's so special
about this place?

It's news, soldier.

This theater went through the Blitz
and never missed a single performance.

No kidding?

Aye. And one of your
lassies is in on it, too.

Rosalind.

She's an American.

Wonderful thing,
lend-lease.

Mind if I get some
stuff from here, Sam?

Make yourself at home.

There isn't one of them girls that
couldn't be on the cover of your magazine.

Oh, can't you stay
off my feet?

Hold it.

Wait till you see it.

A six-page spread glorifying
the Music Box Girls.

Come on, girls.
We're on.

Now, Miss Bruce, Just one
of you. Something informal.

Surely.

This ought to help
the circulation.

This'll do more for
the blood pressure.

Just one more.

Sorry. I'm on again.

Getting all the pictures
you want?

There's one I'd like to
get right now. The boss.

How about it,
Miss Tolliver?

The only pictures I've
taken now are X-rays.

Fine. We'll use them too.

Anything about the woman
who kept this theater

going through the Blitz
is human interest.

I'd like to get some from
up high with my view camera.

Sam, show him around.
I'll take over.

Come along, young man.

You were here during
the Blitz, weren't you Sam?

That I was.

How was it?

Well, you were gonna
take things as you find them.

How did you
find them?

We didn't have to,
my boy.

They found us. There.

Bombs, eh?

Yes, incendiaries.

Even that didn't
stop the show?

That it didn't.

Actors are used to having
things thrown at them.

I'd like to have had my camera
here when things were popping.

Well, you'd have got
some rare pictures.

And a story to go
with it, I'll bet.

Yes, and a story
to go with it.

Any special story, Sam?

A very special story.

A story that'd make you laugh
if it didn't make you cry.

Would you like to hear it?

That's what I'm here for.

Well, I'll have to go back before
the Blitz. Back before the war.

There was peace on Earth and bad
will among men, as you might say,

but we knew the war
wasn't far off.

It was in rehearsal,
so to speak.

TOLLIVER: Come on, Roz. Judy,
Angela, Toni, that's your cue.

All right, we'll take it
from the second four.

Stop!

Judy, darling. How
nice of you to drop in.

And what a lovely hat.

Now that we've all seen it,
you can take it off!

Well, you see, it was
this way, Tolly, I...

When I call rehearsal at
10:00, I don't mean 10:30.

What's that?

It's me, Mrs. Tolliver. I Just
got it back from the pawnbroker's.

I was practicing.

I hired you as an electrician, didn't I?

But, Mrs. Tolliver, you can get
all the electricians you want,

but there's only one
xylophone player like me.

Well, that's encouraging.

That's right. Now, put that thing
away and get back on your Job!

Very well, ma'am.

All right, girls,
we'll try it now.

And I want no
further interruptions.

There I'll give her right.

What do you want?
Mrs. Tolliver?

Yes? I have a letter from Mr. Halliday.

Oh.

Is Jim Halliday
a friend of yours?

Well, I...
I know Mr. Halliday.

Obviously. What's more important
is has he seen you dance?

Oh, yes.
Yes, several times.

Where did you work?
The Globe.

What sort of thing
did you do there?

I worked at a loom.

But you Just said you danced
at the Globe Theatre.

No, I said I worked
at the Globe.

That's Mr. Halliday's firm.
The Globe Cotton Mills.

But your dancing,
where did you dance?

At the Globe.

TOLLIVER: How can you
dance at the Globe?

The Globe's not a theater,
it's a cotton mill.

Well, you see, when you dance,
you must have a rhythm.

Naturally.
And I worked at a loom.

And there's a rhythm
to the way it works.

And what, may I ask,
is your forte?

My what?

I mean, what sort of
dancing do you do?

Oh, I see. Well, none, really. What?

I dance pretty much
as I feel.

If I feel good, I dance.

If I don't feel so good...

And how do you feel now?

Hungry.

I came up on the milk train
and I've had no breakfast.

I think we should see this
NiJinsky from Manchester.

The name is Lawson.
Tommy Lawson.

Give your music to the
pianist, Mr. Lawson.

Oh, I have no music.

Then tell him what you
want him to play.

Well, I...
I don't rightly know.

I'm sorry we haven't
a loom, Mr. Lawson.

When you're not at the mill,
what do you dance to?

Oh, Beethoven, Mozart, Bach,
Gilbert and Sullivan.

Whatever's coming in
over the radio.

Now I've heard everything.
Sam.

Bring me your wireless.

Move back, girls,
and give him room.

Young man,
the stage is yours.

Thank you.

Oh, no, no, no. Leave it
alone. I often dance to him.

Very interesting,
young man.

That trick thing
you did on the stairs.

Will you do it
again, please?

I don't think I can.
TOLLIVER: What do you mean?

Well, I don't
remember the steps.

I Just make them up
as I go along.

You have talent, young man, but
it's a Sunday-driver sort of talent.

I wouldn't know
how to use it.

Half an hour, everybody,
and be back on time.

Tolly.
What is it?

You're crazy if you let
that boy go. He's wonderful.

Give him a chance, Tolly. Think
of what he can do for the show.

That's what I'm afraid of.

Hey, Manchester,
wait a minute.

Don't let Tolly
get you down.

I've been a dancer
all my life,

and I know dancing
when I see it.

Well, I'm glad
you liked it.

Hold on a minute.
I liked it too.

Oh, I meant you too.

But you've got to
set a routine

and do it exactly the
same way every time.

And you must remember it.

It's no good. I'm going back to my loom.

Look, if you go back
home now, you're licked.

You've got something to sell. Sell it.

You're very kind,
both of you.

But this business of dancing the
same way all the time, I can't...

You can do it.

We're going to teach you
everything you know.

Go ahead, Judy.

Now watch me.

Got it?
Got it.

Go ahead, try it.

All right.

Well, I've seen better
and I've seen worse.

Now that's a bit
of all right.

How do you know?

How do I know? I've worked
in the theater 15 years.

What do you know?

What do I know?

Haven't I worked with some of the
biggest managers in this business?

Go on. You cleaned their
theaters, that's what.

Well, they never did nothing
without asking me, "What about it?"

Come off it.

"Mrs. Peabody," they'd say.

"In or out?"

And it was usually out.

Well, what do you
think now, Mrs. Peabody?

Ma'am, you did give me
a nasty turn.

Well, what do you think?

In.

Put that light out.

Don't you know
there's a war on?

Sorry, Mr. Warden.

It was my fault.

I Just wanted to see our
names in lights before...

Pilot to navigator. Pilot to
navigator. Where the devil are we?

Can't get my bearings
in this bottle of ink.

Wow!

Gentlemen, we seem to have
located an obJective.

Our target
for tonight, sir?

We can try, gentlemen.
We can try.

Changing course, sir.

Bert, cut your finale short.
Here they come again.

Well, can I help it
if they're early?

Ladies and gentlemen, there's
a shelter under the stage.

Just pass through the doors at
each side of the theater. Thank you.

This way, gentlemen.

Come on, boys.
We've been invited to stay.

How do you do, Mrs. Good?
Straight ahead.

Right turn down there. Right
on down to the basement, folks.

No, sir. This way, sir.
Right on down, sir.

This way. Right turn, right
on down to the basement.

Move along now, folks.

I wish I had my makeup off
and was home in bed.

Well, wishing
won't get you there.

Nor you either, chum.

I haven't slept a wink for nights.

Oh, neither have I.
I'm exhausted.

Last night, the man next
to me snored for hours.

I'll never sleep
in the underground again.

Alfred, don't make
so much noise.

Sorry, is that yours?

You mean to say you've never heard
of The Great Waldo and his xylophone?

Can't say I have.
That's me.

Twenty years ago.
And this is my xylophone.

We were a great act.
Evidently.

A great act.

Sorry.

Excuse me.

Scared?

Naturally.

So am I.

Well, that's
not very comforting.

That's like
having a lifeguard say

he's afraid of the water.

Oh, I don't mean this.
I mean you.

You did a little
bombing tonight yourself,

you know.

That dance you did.

In fact, you bombed
from a very low altitude.

It was not only unfair,
it was practically illegal.

Well, I'm sorry.

You should be.

I hope I didn't
hit anything vital.

You knocked out
my whole communicating system,

if that's any concern to you.

I think you should
have supper with me

and sort of help put me
together again, don't you?

No.

You don't?

No.

You haven't any conscience
at all, have you?

I have a perfectly
beautiful conscience

but I also have a date.

Yeah, naturally.

But you could switch it.

I've only got tonight
and tomorrow night.

I'm sorry, but I...

Have you ever been
to the 299 Club?

Never.

You'll like it enormously.

I've no doubt
about it, but...

They've got
the hottest band in London,

imported from America.

You are an American,
aren't you?

St. Louis.

It'll sound like
a letter from home.

For a man whose communicating
system is out of order,

you're doing awfully well.

Am I?

What must you be like
when it's working?

You'll see.

Tolly, that last one got the
Cumberland Theater. A direct hit.

That's the first hit
they've had in 10 years.

All clear!

Goodnight, Tolly.

TOLLIVER:
Good night, girls.

Roz, I've got to make a telephone
call to the sector chief.

You and Judy
go ahead to Philippe's.

Oh, by the way,
goodnight.

You don't really mean that?

I mean Just that.

I wish you
a very good night.

Do you know something? You
are a very, very naughty child.

Why? Why did you not tell Annette?

I would've fixed you...
What?

...a really big celebration.
Celebration?

And you are Just
as bad as she is.

Why keep away from me
those secrets?

What are you talking about, Annette?

Many happy returns
of the day.

A little birthday party
for you.

Oh.

Hmm. Very nice.

Champagne. Flowers.

How beautiful. And
look, Judy, candy too.

Oh, it's really nothing.

Too bad.
It isn't my birthday.

It isn't? What do you know
about that, Madame Annette?

It's not her birthday.

No?

Such a pity.
Oh, please stay.

Well, if you decide
it is your birthday, Roz,

I'll meet Tommy
somewhere else.

Oh, no. I'm expecting all of you. Oh?

We might as well, Judy.

If I don't admit it's my
birthday, I shudder to think

what holiday
he might declare.

Intelligent girl.

Oh, no. No, I know when
I'm licked, that's all.

Here we are.

Thank you.

Mmm.

For you.

Champagne.

What are you trying to do,
launch something?

That's an idea.

I christen thee beautiful
friendship, very beautiful.

He's very charming,
your aviator.

I remember
during the last war.

So watch out!

I been hearing nothing from
you for the past three days,

except that you're
a Blitz grandmother.

Blown clean out of bed,
my daughter was.

And her baby was born
underneath it.

The air raid warden said it must
have been a special kind of a bomb.

Hitler's secret weapon,
I suppose.

What? It ain't everybody that
can have a baby in an air raid.

Well, it could
happen to anyone.

I'd like to
see it happen to me!

Goodnight, Mr. Lawson.
Goodnight.

Goodnight.

ROSALIND: Come in.

Mmm-hmm. Let me take a look at you.

What you can
do to a dress!

Thank you, Tommy.

You know,
I was Just thinking.

If I saw you somewhere
and didn't know you...

I'm awfully glad
I know you, Roz.

So am I, Tommy.

If only someone from Manchester
could be in Philippe's

to see me
walk in with you.

Oh, I'm sorry, Tommy, but I can't
have supper with you and Judy.

I have a date.
The Air Force again?

Mmm-hmm.

Whose birthday
is it tonight?

Nobody's.

No, of course not.
What is it this time?

His uncle's silver wedding
or the Chinese New Year?

No, it's old home week.

I'm going to meet a fellow from
his outfit. His name's Chuck Brown.

And he's from St. Louis,
same as me.

Oh, no, Roz.

Sure he is. It's a
small world, isn't it?

I'm disappointed in him.

I thought he'd pull
a better one than that.

Who?
Lundy.

Roz, that's the oldest
dodge in the world.

Oh, I'm... I'm sorry.

Perhaps there is
a Chuck Brown.

Of course there is,
or Paul wouldn't say so.

Well, where
are you meeting?

I don't know. Why?

I'll bet
it's his apartment.

It's such a comfortable
place to wait.

In case
Mr. Brown is delayed.

I'll also bet you that
sometime during the evening

there'll be a convenient
message from Mr. Brown...

Thanks, Tommy.

But I think I'm as good a
Judge of people as you are.

Woman's intuition, eh?

That's right.

Woman's intuition is an old
established custom, Tommy.

Good night, Judy.

Good night, Roz.

You two been having a row? Oh, no, no.

Just bustling her off
to meet Prince Charming.

Oh.

Shows what a uniform can do.

I like your eyes,
even if the army doesn't.

Come on, Tommy. I've
got a date too, you know.

Thank you, sir.
All right.

Uh-uh, mustn't smile.

It lights up the street so much
the warden will be running us in.

We're going to have supper
at my apartment.

It's more comfortable there.

Temple Gardens.

Now you can smile.

Good evening.

Beg pardon, sir.

Yes? This letter came for you, sir.

A gentleman from the
Royal Air Force left it.

Thank you.

Here's where I lived
before I Joined up.

It's very nice.

Oh, you've no idea how your
being in it improves it.

Make yourself at home. I'll
find us something to drink.

Aren't you going to
read your note?

Oh, may I?

Of course.
It might be something...

Well, unexpected.

No, I, I rather
expected this.

It's from
a very forgetful man.

I'll be right back.
I suppose you'd like ice?

I want to warn you, this
really isn't a cocktail.

It's a deadly love potion, brewed
from an ancient recipe that...

What's the matter?

I Just did something awful.

Impossible.

I read your letter.

It's awfully bad manners and I never
did anything like that before but I...

I Just had to,
don't you see?

Well, there's no reason why you
shouldn't have read it if you wanted to.

It was Just from...
I know, but...

For goodness' sakes,
give me a drink.

You know, at home, I used
to read books about England.

The hero always lived
in rooms like this.

Fine old building
with lots of tradition.

Cheerful fire,
oak-paneled walls.

Old, worn
leather armchairs.

Solid and substantial.

It's very reassuring.
Oh?

Yes?

Of course.
Send him up at once.

Who's that?

My father.

He doesn't look as if
he likes me very much.

Well, if he looks
a bit startled,

you're probably the first actress
he's ever seen in his life.

Excuse me.

Anything more, sir? No, that'll
be all. Thanks. Good night.

Good night, sir.

Good night, Miss.

If we get hungry.

He isn't coming, is he? Who?

Chuck Brown.

Oh darling, you really
wouldn't have liked him at all.

Very rude fellow.
Not your type.

Of course, I didn't find
all these things out until...

Rosalind, please, say
you're glad he isn't coming.

Doesn't matter.

Rosalind.

I discovered something very
interesting tonight. Do you know that?

What?

That woman's intuition
is highly overrated.

I've discovered
something too.

Really?

Well, don't you want
to hear what it is?

It's something you
yourself said last night.

I? What?

Listen.

I'm glad this is not an
example of British strategy,

or I'd be very worried
about the outcome of the war.

Hello.

Hello!

You're home early.

Oh, is it early?
I hadn't noticed.

Didn't you have
a nice time?

Oh, sure, grand.

Well, tell me about it.
Where did you go?

Oh, well, we ended up
at Paul's apartment.

There wasn't any man
from St. Louis.

He didn't show up, he
wasn't meant to show up.

It was Just one of
Paul's little ideas.

It was Just one
of those things.

I thought Paul
was different. But...

Oh, Judy, how I wanted
him to be different.

To be here,
or not to be here,

that is the question,
old man.

No, old boy,
that's the answer.

What's happened to my call to
the Music Box Theatre, London?

I've been waiting
more than...

But she can't refuse
the call, can she?

Oh, she can.

These are for you, sir, they're
marked, "Return to sender. "

Yes, I know. I know.
What shall I do?

Well, have you a mother?

Why, yes, sir.
That's it.

Thank you, sir.

It's sensational, sir.
Music, dancing, girls.

Everything the men want.

Oh, I don't know. We've got
Shakespeare booked on Sunday.

I'm not saying a word against
Shakespeare, he's very well thought of.

But a thing like this
has its points too, sir.

I mean, in its own way,
it's quite educational.

I'll put in a request
for them.

Thank you very much, sir.

Oh, could you
mark it "urgent," sir,

in case any of the young
ladies has other plans?

What?

Oh, yes. Yes, quite.

I'm sorry.

They really gave it
to us tonight.

The streets are full
of bricks and glass.

We can't even get home.
This is the last straw.

Oh, I can't remember when
I've had a good night's sleep.

Well, aren't
the buses running?

Nothing's running.

Nothing's even walking.

Well, look who's here.
Mary, queen of the war effort.

Where's the colonel?

Waiting for me
at the 299 Club.

My taxi couldn't
get through.

Why didn't he send
a tank for you?

I don't know what my ma
will say, not going home.

So you had to
come back too?

Couldn't take the girls to supper
and we couldn't take them home

so we brought them
back to you.

It's no good, children,
we can't go on like this.

It's going to get worse
instead of better.

You're not gonna close
the Music Box, are you?

What about us?
Ain't we got our rights?

It's easy for you chaps.

You're only in for one show,
we do five a day.

Don't close up.

There aren't many
theaters left open.

I'm on a minesweeper. These
shows are nice to come home to.

You can't do it, Tolly.
They're right.

If they wanna come,
you've got to stay open.

I don't know how
we're going to do it,

but if that's the way
you want it, lads,

we'll have a try at it.

All right, girls, say
goodnight to your friends.

Goodnight, boys.

Well, wake me up for
the first show, somebody.

My poor dogs,
are they barking!

I could sleep
standing up.

Well, it's better than trying to
get home. That's all I can say.

If we've still got a home.

Of course
we've got a home.

What's the matter with staying
right here in the theater?

Live in the theater? But
what about my social life?

No, thanks, I'm not
running any home for actors.

Oh, we won't be
any trouble, Tolly.

All we have to do is put
mattresses in the dressing rooms.

I can imagine you people
together 24 hours a day.

A thing like that
breeds murder.

Oh, we'd behave
like lambs, Tolly.

We could pool
our ration points

and rig up a kitchen
and canteen upstairs.

Come on, Tolly,
it'd be fun.

Very well. If all of you
want to try it, I'll agree.

You've made your beds, now you
can sleep in them. Good night.

Good night!

Everybody up!
Come on, girls.

Eight o'clock. Up you get. Show a leg.

ROSALIND: Oh, have
a heart, Sam.

Can't we even sleep
on Sunday morning?

Not this Sunday,
you can't.

You've got a date with
the Air Force. All of you.

Well, I've seen
better landings.

Sorry, sir. Not bad,
we made it in 55 minutes.

We're in luck, sir.
The show's still on.

Yes. I'm afraid my devotion to the
drama isn't as great as yours, Lundy.

I suppose you want me to take
these reports to Control, sir.

No. Never mind.

The war's taken up quite enough
of your time this evening, Lundy.

Thank you very much, sir.

Hello.

I couldn't wait until
after the show to see you.

You are going to
talk to me, aren't you?

What about?

Rosalind, please.

So I acted like an idiot.

But you can't rule a man out
for trying, can you?

After all, even a dog
is entitled to one bite.

Now, wait a minute.

I don't mean that literally.
I Just mean that...

I know exactly
what you mean.

"We're grown up, we're modern,
we know what it's all about.

"And remember, darling,
there's a war on. "

Routine number three.

That isn't a routine,
it's true.

There is a war on.

And it gives us
so little time.

Don't let's waste it,
Rosalind.

Please don't
let's waste it.

Aren't you convinced yet that I'm...

I'm convinced of this,

I've had a very bad time
since you walked out on me.

Too bad about you.

I tried to phone you, I've
apologized a dozen times in letters.

Which I never opened.

Well, there you are.
Is that fair?

I've tried to tell you
how I feel, I...

Rosalind,
you've got to listen.

I might not have
another chance.

Why not?

If there is a tomorrow
it's so much velvet, Roz.

Don't talk like that.

Please like me.

At least like me.

This is Miss Bruce, sir.

How do you do?
How do you do?

Sorry, Lundy, but there's
something big on tonight.

For you?

Evidently.

I'm sorry to have to
interrupt this excellent show,

but I have
an announcement to make.

All crews of Squadrons 1082, 1083
and 1084 will assemble at once

in the lecture room
of this building.

The rest of you,
as you were.

Please carry on with
the show. Thank you.

Well, so long.

Paul!

Come back safely.

Do you want me to?

I want you to.

Come on, Paul.

Okay.

You'll let me know when...

I'll telephone you tomorrow.

In the meantime, say it over
to yourself 100 times,

"Paul loves me. "

And when I get back,
you'll be used to the idea.

I'm used to it right now.

I catch on awful quick

when I want to.

All right,
stand at ease.

You're from the Music Box,
aren't you?

Yes.

You'll be late.

Morning, ladies.

Well, that's the first time

I ever saw our Mr. Tommy take a nip.

It's the Blitz.
Everything's topsy-turvy.

My old man
stopped drinking.

The doctor calls it
shell-shock.

Quaint, ain't it?

Hi, Judy,
top of the morning.

Hello, Tommy.

Tommy creates the most
original new steps.

ROSALIND: I'm sorry
to keep bothering you.

Yes, I know you're not permitted
to give out any information but...

Well, last night,
Squadron Leader Lundy said...

Well, he said he would
telephone me

and I haven't heard from him.

All I wanna know is,

did he get back?

Can't you tell me
that, please?

And all the time I thought
Tommy was going for you.

Oh, shut up.

I can't keep up with the
love life of this opera house.

Now, when I want a man,
I go after him.

Thanks for the trade secret.

Judy, you're on!

Coming, Sam.

I'm betting on Paul, Roz.

Do you think I'm not?

On with you, Judy.

Pardon me, I think I see
a friend of mine in the ARP.

Hi there, pal!
Is that you, Al?

Yes, come on down
and bring your gal.

Hello? Yes, this is
the Music Box.

Who?

Oh, yes. Just a moment,
I'll get her.

For you.

Hello.

Paul!

Oh, Paul!

Are you all right?

I didn't know
what had happened.

I thought you were...

I was afraid that...

Of course I've been saying it.

Yes, it sounds wonderful.

Where are you?

I'm here, in London,

on my way back to my unit.

I ran into a little trouble,
force landed in Scotland.

I'm going to
see you, aren't I?

You're not going
back right away?

There's an eight o'clock train
tomorrow morning.

I've got to be on it.

That'll give us
10 whole hours, darling.

Hello.

Hello.

Begging your pardon, sir, but we
are going somewhere, aren't we?

Oh, yes, yes.
I'm sorry. We...

Where to?

We've never been by
ourselves in our whole life.

Do you realize that?

Do I realize it?

Well, once.

Bu we don't
talk about that, do we?

No, we don't
talk about that.

Thanks.

Besides, you're forgiven.

How about me forgiving you
too, governor, and let's be off.

Oh, yes, yes. Uh...

There must be
somewhere we can go.

There's only one place

we could be by ourselves,
isn't there?

Can't we go there?

My place?

Why not?

I love you.

I love you.

It's all so beautiful
it fair makes me heart bleed.

Can't we
love and trust each other

and still drive
around the park a bit?

No, cabby, my place.

I don't want to
be nosy, governor,

but it would be much easier
if I had your address.

Now, wouldn't it?

Oh, I'm sorry,
Temple Gardens.

DRIVER: Thank you, sir.

Would you like to
take cover, sir?

No, thanks, we'll go on.

ARMY OFFICER: Sorry, sir, would you
mind giving up this cab? It's urgent.

Certainly,
go right ahead.

It's not very far
to my place.

I don't suppose you can make
it though, in those high heels?

I go everywhere
in high heels.

Come on, let's go!

What a climate! The one
night you'd beg for fog,

and look at that silly moon,
absolutely blazing away!

Isn't that your flat?

That was my flat.

Have you ever been asleep
with the girl you love

on the embankment,
in the early morning?

Quite frankly,
I haven't.

Opens up a whole
new line of thought.

I'm going to marry her,
you know.

Does she know
anything about it?

I suppose so.

I haven't actually mentioned
it to her yet, but...

Good heavens! You don't
suppose she wouldn't?

Well, it's happened,
I imagine.

Hey, what's your hurry?

What's my hurry? I'm
going to telephone her.

Oh, no you don't.

The old man
wants to see you.

Now!

Now?
Now.

Don't worry, Roz.

If something had happened to
Paul, you'd have heard by now.

Bad news travels...
Yes, I know.

But it's been
nearly two weeks, Judy,

and they're always back
in six or eight hours, if...

If they're coming back.

Judy, look!

It's Paul's observer.

Yes. That means...

Hello, Leslie.

Oh, Miss Bruce,
Miss Kane.

When did you get back?
Is Paul all right?

I imagine
he's quite all right.

We haven't
seen him, exactly.

You haven't?

No. You see, we've
been on 14-days leave.

Yes, and as you can imagine, we've
been putting it to pretty good use.

Yes. Well, have you all been on leave?

Yes.
Yes.

All the squadron,
in fact.

We've sent
the second team in.

Well, I think we've
got to be getting along.

Yes, goodbye.
Goodbye.

Goodbye, Miss Bruce.
Goodbye.

Oh, and have
a nice time.

Thank you. Goodbye.
Thank you.

Now, wait a minute, Roz.

Perhaps Paul had to help
the second team or something.

You know better than that.

If they're on leave,
he's on leave.

You saw how they acted,
didn't you?

Men are so
beautifully loyal.

Oh, Miss Bruce.
Here's a message for you.

Oh.

"Oh," what?

Read it.

"Dear, Miss Bruce.
I'm Paul's father.

"I'm in town and shall come
to see the performance tonight.

"I would like very much to have
a few words with you afterwards

"if it is convenient.

"Yours faithfully,
Gerald Lundy. "

What does he want?

It's very simple, darling.

He wants to explain to me that
he's allergic to grocers' daughters

who go on the stage.

Well, I'll give him
that pleasure.

I'll explain to him that I
have a few allergies myself.

And one of them is
weak-kneed squadron leaders!

Third row, center.

It's too bad I have
this costume on.

I'd like to have made his
visit really worthwhile.

Take care of that one, Fred.
You come with me.

Take it easy. There.

Have off with his cloak.

Sam, you'd better set
the Gypsy number.

It's no good. There's
no room for them to work.

The rigging's stuck.
I can't fly the drop.

We'll have to stop the
show for 15 minutes.

Very well.

Oh, Mrs. Tolliver!

You don't have to stop
the show. Let me go on.

What?

Oh, let me do my act.

I have all me props here.
I've always had them here.

Oh, Fred.

But, Mrs. Tolliver,
20 years ago...

I know.
You knocked them cold.

What do you think, Sam?

Well, what have
we got to lose?

All right, Fred.

I'm on. I'm on!

Don't worry, miss.

He was a bit of
all right in his day.

How do you know?

I cleaned the theater
where he worked 20 years ago.

Of course, it won't be
the same without Lucy.

Lucy?

Oh, she was
the other half of the act.

The better half.

Do you remember
what they did?

Oh, like it was yesterday.

Come with me.

Will you tell Bert
to follow me,

Bert, Fred's going on
to do his act.

Now, how do you know
it's worse than the Blitz?

Well, who'd you expect,
Bing Crosby?

Are you ready, maestro?
Let's torture the customers.

Wait a minute. Wait.

Save the wood, boys,
it may be a cold winter.

for you with sound effect.

Wait a minute.

I'm gonna let you
pop the bag.

I'm gonna let you
pop the bag.

You take the bag. You
take the bag. Take the bag.

I'll play the music.

When I give you the cue,
you pop the bag.

Whoopee!
AUDIENCE: Whoopee!

Thank you, folks,
thank you.

He didn't do it.

Look, give me the bag.
Give me the bag.

You don't get the idea.
Look here.

Give me the bag.

How do you expect to pop
without blowing it up?

Now watch.
Okay.

Whoopee!
AUDIENCE: Whoopee!

Thank you, folks,
thank you.

What's the matter?
Are you too good to pop?

AUDIENCE: No!

You're going to
get it anyhow.

Oh, listen to the mockingbird.

Ah. Wait a minute.

I'm gonna give you
another chance.

Here. You take
the bird whistle there.

You take the bird whistle.
Take the bird whistle.

In this number, when I say,

"Oh, listen to
the mockingbird... "

"Oh, listen to the mockingbird"
is the cue for the bird whistle.

Do you get it?
Yes.

Whoopee!
AUDIENCE: Whoopee!

Thank you, folks,
thank you.

I forgot to mention,
in this number,

I do a very clever imitation
of the mockingbird in flight.

Do you like it?

Here it is.

Well, what did you want
me to do? Break me leg?

The guy's balmy.

But I'm all right.

Look, the time to pop is over.

Now it's the bird effect.
The bird effect.

Give me the bird.

That is the last straw!
Take it easy.

Take it easy.
Take it easy now.

Oh, all right,
all right. Whoopee!

AUDIENCE: Whoopee!

Thank you, folks.
Thank you.

Boys, a chord in D.

And now I...

I've lost me dickey.

I have a very beautiful thing
and I'm gonna play for you.

When you hear me play this,

you'll wish you were
anywhere but here.

Are you ready, professor?
Let's give them one.

You can believe it or not,
but one night,

I played 108 choruses of this.

Give them another one, boys.

Miss Bruce?

This way, sir.

Come in.

How do you do?
I'm Paul's father.

I know. This is
my friend, Miss Kane.

Her best friend.
And I'm staying.

Oh, I'm sure if Miss Bruce
doesn't obJect, I don't.

I'm very much afraid I've
taken on a difficult task.

You'll be surprised
how easy it's going to be.

Sit down, Mr. Lundy.

Judy.

Have you heard from my son
in the last two weeks?

Well, I haven't kept track
of the time exactly. I...

You know I haven't,
Mr. Lundy.

Neither have I.

You haven't?

But he's here in London,
isn't he? His friends were...

Oh, no.

No. He was detailed for a
special mission of some sort.

That much I did learn.

Something quite important,
I believe.

Important enough to take him
away from his own squadron.

I received a trunk
with books

and personal belongings
yesterday.

You mean something's
happened?

Oh, no. No.

I believe that
during his absence,

his squadron is being moved
to another station, that's all.

Oh!

Uh, yes.

Among the things
he sent home

was this Bible.

The one I gave him
when he enlisted.

This is precisely
the way it came.

Your photograph,

with a page of
the theater program.

See where he's written?
"This is for her. "

What's he trying to suggest?
Rosalind needs a Bible?

Quiet, Judy.

I didn't disturb a thing.

Here is where
your picture was,

in First Corinthians.

First Corinthian is
one of Paul's epistles.

The Saint Paul.

My Paul was named after him.

Hopefully.

Do you think he's trying
to tell me something or...

She means maybe it's a,

you know, a code
or something.

Maybe. Let's see now.

"In concerning
the things whereof,

"defraud ye not
one the other,

"for I would that all men
were even as I was.

"Therefore I say,
tis better to marry... "

What was that last one?

"Tis better to marry... "

Mr. Lundy, look!

The words "This is for her"

come right opposite
"Tis better to marry. "

Do you suppose that...

That's the way
I translated it.

Well, I'll be...

I admit it is an extraordinary
way to propose to a girl.

What do you think?

What do you think?

I hope you're
going to accept.

Oh, dear.

The last time I proposed

was 27 years ago.

I seem to have
lost my technique.

Will you marry us, Rosalind?

Of course, I will.

Tolly, Angela,
Toni, Joan, Tommy!

Apparently your betrothal
is being announced.

It has every sanction
I know.

Goodbye, my dear.

Goodbye.

What I've learned about
the theater tonight

has made me very humble

and very proud.

It's nice to know that
my daughter is a soldier,

as well as my son.

Tommy, Tommy!
Have you heard...

Why, what's
the matter, Tommy?

Nothing.

I'm wondering what's gonna
happen to the deal we all made

to stick to the Music Box
for the duration.

But I'm not going to
leave the Music Box.

Paul's got his Job
and I've got mine.

Don't make me laugh.

All Mr. Paul has to do
is raise his finger

and you'll come running,
wherever he is.

Tommy!

You're kidding, aren't you?

The only person I've
been kidding is myself.

I had a lot of
funny ideas about you,

only they're
not so funny now.

I never got around
to telling you, Roz, but,

I'm in love with you.

Or thought I was,
or used to be...

I don't know,
you sort it out.

Paul's back, isn't he?

No, Roz,
it's his group captain.

He's waiting
in your dressing room.

Oh, Sam!

Now, now, take it easy.

Is he... Did anything...
Good morning, Miss Bruce.

I'm sorry.

You can tell me.

I only wanted to tell you that
Paul's back in the country

and he'll be here
tomorrow, Miss Bruce.

Oh!

And to explain that he's
been on a secret mission.

You read about
the conference overseas?

Now, when a personage like
that has to be flown somewhere,

we choose a pretty
good pilot to fly him.

And your Paul's a pretty
good pilot, Miss Bruce.

You must think
I'm awfully silly,

but I saw the car outside,
and I...

I had to be in London
for the day,

so I thought I'd save you
24 hours of worry.

Thank you.

Thank you ever so much.

Roz, Roz.

I'm all right.

I'm not crying, I'm laughing.

Oh, Judy.

Paul's coming back.

Oh!

Roz, the Air Ministry
have agreed.

Hello.

Hello, Tommy. How are
you? So you're back, eh?

A fine welcome too.
That's a nice...

What would you do with a
girl who turns you down?

Turns you down?

Yes, here I am with
something I never counted on.

A real honeymoon.
A long one in Canada.

I'm being sent there.

And she tells me she's going
to stay here in the theater.

But Paul, don't you...
Oh, no, she's not.

She's going to Canada.

There you are. Tommy knows
what he's talking about.

Not always, but I do now.

Good luck, Roz,
and lots of happiness.

Everybody on stage
for the finale.

Places quickly.

And if you're still in town when that
ship sails for Canada, I'll fire you.

Good luck, Roz.
Good luck.

Have you seen Tommy, Fred?

Tommy?

Well, now, come to
think of it, yes. Where?

Heading across the street
to the pub, Judy.

Thanks.

Hello, Judy.

Hello, Tommy.

Thought I'd have a little
celebration on my own. Join me?

Thanks. Sherry, please.

Have you got something
to celebrate, Tommy?

Certainly.

When an old pal gets married it calls for
a private toast from her two best friends.

To Roz.

To Roz.

It's going to be sort of empty
without her, isn't it, Tommy?

Oh, yes. Yes. Sure.

Especially to us.

We started something,
the three of us.

And now?

Well, take one away from three
and you've got two.

A nice comfortable
figure, two.

A very nice figure, two.

You were very sweet
to Roz, Tommy.

I could kiss you for it.

Well, who's stopping you?

That was a close one.

I hope everyone's all right.
What happened?

Any damage, Sam?

Pretty near.

Has anyone seen Tommy?

He should be on the roof
on fire watch. He's not there.

He must be
in his dressing room.

Roz!

Well, he must be someplace
in the theater.

If he is,
we can't find him.

The pub!
They got the pub!

Stand back there.
Keep under cover.

Tommy wasn't at the party.

No, he wasn't.
I didn't see him.

Judy!

Where's Judy?

Dear God, please!

Not Judy, not Tommy.

Oh, Paul, I can't stand
it. I've got to go.

Rosalind, you mustn't.

Judy?

And Tommy.

Overture and beginners.

Better call it off, Sam.
We can't go on.

We can't do that,
Mrs. Tolliver.

That's the way it is.

One falls out,
another steps in.

Soldier or civilian.

Very well, Sam.

We'll have to make some
changes in the running order.

Let me see.

Switch the gold number
next to the opening, and,

Tolly.

Don't cut Judy's number.
I'll do it.

Okay, Roz.

We'll have it
next to the closing.

Children,
the curtain's going up.

Make it
a great performance.

Oh, Paul!

You don't have
to tell me. I know.

You're staying.

You...

You understand?

I understand.

And what we need

is a few more guys
from St. Louis.

Oh, darling.

You know, she's a pretty good
saleslady when she gets started.

I'll walk Mr. Haines
back to his car.

Why don't you
two talk business?

Okay, Arnie, I'll handle it.

Mr. Everett, what's the first
Saturday night you've got available?

Well, let's see. Next
Saturday is booked.

You'd never think I'm
not 18 yet, would you?

Is that a warning?

Everyone thinks
I act much older.

You add me to the list, then.

How'd you manage to
get like that, anyway?

Oh, I decided ages ago there wasn't
much point in acting too young.

Just old enough, huh?

I like men.

Why shouldn't I
be frank about it?

All women do.

They just don't
come out and say so.

Where'd you learn that stuff?

Arnie, are there gonna be reporters and
men taking pictures the night you're here?

They'll be invited.

I think my father would like it
if I were your date that night.

How do you know he'd like it?

Oh, he'd like
it if I told him.

Oh, I see.

Miss Everett, look, I'm a lot
older than you are, you know?

There. Now I just
grew up five years.

See you, Arnie.

Great catfishes,
Arnie! Where you been?

What's the matter, Molly?

The phone hasn't stopped ringing
since you left the house this morning.

Newspapers?

Newspapers, your television
sponsor, newsreels,

and a fellow named Ted Collier
called from New York 13 times.

Wow, we didn't get
in touch with Collier.

The office must
be going crazy.

I'll get him right now.

Hey, who is this
Collier character?

He runs the theatrical
agency booking our act.

I gotta go with Alan, honey.

But Ted...

Ted, I'm trying
to tell you that...

Ted, if you'll
just listen to me.

Give me that, will you?

Teddy?

Ted, this is Arnie.

Well, if you'd just be quiet
for a minute and listen,

maybe we could get someplace.

Yeah, we read the papers.
We read all the papers.

We may have an angle, though,
to overcome the whole mess.

We're gonna run a rock and
roll show in the next town.

We want to prove something
to Arline MacLaine.

Yeah, we know, but if we can
get her to change her mind

and write in her column that rock and
roll is a good influence for the kids...

it'll be a solid
argument for us.

Yeah, Ted.

Yeah, we think so, too.

You can help us a great deal.

I'll need the best rock and roll
acts you can get. The best, though.

Yeah!

Wow!

Yeah, that's great.
That'll do it. Thanks.

The date?

Saturday. Write
it down, will you?

Saturday, July 17th?

17th, yeah.

July 17th.

Thank you, Ted.
Thanks very much.

Yeah, me, too.

Well, we're all set.

Bill Haley and his Comets,
Little Richard and his combo...

The Treniers, have all been canceled out on their
dates because of the bad publicity we started.

You started.

But those are the acts
that are coming here.

Wow. That's the
best in the business.

You bet your life.

That's $1 million worth
of talent on one stage.

Wow, Friesville won't
ever forget that, I bet.

I'll tell the boys all about it,
and I'll handle all the arrangements.

One arrangement I
gotta handle myself.

Miss Francine
MacLaine, please.

Now, would you mind telling me
why you had me come way out here?

You saw that stuff your
mother wrote about me.

It was horrible.

I'm worried.

Francine, I'm worried
about the dance.

A woman like
Arline MacLaine...

she'll never eat her words.

Please believe me. She isn't
like she sounds in that column.

Not really.

She can be very warm
and human and honest.

Wish I could believe that.

I know. Sometimes she goes smashing into
things like Carrie Nation with a hatchet.

But she's not small.

She'd gladly eat her words,
if only we could convince her.

I don't know.

Honestly, Arnie.

If you don't know her,
I guess nobody does.

We'll go ahead with the dance.

Good.

You know, I've been keeping
my ears open in town.

You'd be surprised at
the things I found out.

Such as?

We have to make sure that
Mayor Bagley doesn't hear of it.

That's for sure.

He has to make himself look
good for the next election.

He knows if you prove him wrong,
he's gonna look like a fool.

So that's it. Reelection.

It figures.

The only way we can advertise
now is by word of mouth.

The kids will have to pass
it on from one to the other.

My sister, Molly, can
start the ball rolling.

And I've made friends with a group
of kids from the little theater.

Good.

They can help spread
the word around.

Very good.

But do me a favor.

Don't tell your mother about the
dance until the very last minute.

Don't worry. I won't.

Hey.

Where does your mother
think you are tonight?

At a hog calling contest.

Please don't tell her you were
dating the head hog caller.

Hey, I gotta get you home before she
gets the bloodhounds out. Let's go.

Arnie Haines,
Friesville Palladium.

Arnie Haines,
Friesville Palladium.

Friesville Palladium.

The Arnie Haines Show,
Friesville Palladium.

The Arnie Haines Show, Saturday
night, Friesville Palladium.

The Arnie Haines
Show, Saturday night.

The Arnie Haines Show, Friesville
Palladium, Saturday night.

Let's rip it up!

Well, Mother,
how does it look?

As if they all
need a sedative.

But you must admit, it's
just dancing. That's all.

These kids aren't
doing anything wrong.

Well, darling, how can I tell?

They all move so fast, it
looks like a double exposure.

You promised you'd report only
what you saw here, nothing else.

If you do that,
I'll be satisfied.

I made a bargain with you,
baby. I'll live up to it.

Where's your boyfriend?

Boyfriend?

Now, Francine, you don't
honestly believe that I thought

you were going to hog calling
and pie baking contests?

Those were the best
things I could think up.

Are you in love with him?

I don't know.

I hope so. I'd like to be.

Francie, you could
do so much better.

I'm also old enough to be entitled
to my own mistakes, Mother.

All right, darling.

I'm afraid this is as far
as our date goes, Sunny.

I have other things to do.

Oh, you won't have any trouble
finding boys to dance with here.

No trouble at all.

But I'll be seeing you later.

Well, I'm not sure.

I am.

You won't be on
the stage all night.

Do we dig?

Consider it dug.

Good evening, Mrs. MacLaine.

Miss MacLaine.

Congratulations, Mr. Haines.

You must sing romantic ballads
much better than I thought.

Mother. She knows.

I'm very sorry you don't think as much about rock
and roll as your daughter does, Mrs. MacLaine.

Oh, she's very young,
she'll get over it.

And what happens to you, Mr. Haines,
when the public gets over rock and roll?

Well, if they ever do, then I'll
go back to singing romantic ballads.

And I hope Francine's
around to listen to them.

Check with you later.

Touche.

Touche.

Now one of the most fabulous
of all rock and roll acts...

here are The Treniers!

How are we doing, Dad?

The newspaper gal digging us?

Yeah, real deep.

She sounds like she has us
plowed way under already.

That's freedom of the press.

Yeah, and I always thought
freedom of the press

was a tailor who ironed
your suits for nothing.

Shows you.

Hey, we're on next. We
better get set, fellows.

Okay. The rest of the
boys are backstage.

Good.

Well, at least the latest communique
from Mellondale is a good one.

Mayor Bagley is sound asleep.

Who would ever think 500
kids would keep a secret?

Looks like the younger generation
has some character after all, eh?

Light up the lantern and let the bells toll
'cause that man's coming out to rock and roll.

So take off your handcuffs
and take off your chains...

while we dig with the
mostest of Arnie Haines!

It's intermission time.
Time to rest your feet.

Then Little Richard and his
cats will be here with a beat.

You got 15 minutes,
so set your clocks.

And then jive on back
with your rolls and rocks!

See you later.

Now, look, Sunny. I
can't run out like this.

I have guests in there.

I'm your date, whether
you know it or not.

But I can't...

Oh, now come on.

If the world was
made in six days...

we should be able to make
a little time in 15 minutes.

Boy, something tells me your father missed up
on a few spankings somewhere along the line.

I parked it here just for us.

If you think I'm gonna
go for a drive now...

Now, who said
anything about driving?

I just want to talk. Get in.

Okay, start talking.

There.

Now I can always say I
necked with Arnie Haines.

Necked?

You're the most scared
man I ever did see.

I wish you were the most
scared girl I ever saw.

Don't you know that in some
countries, girls get married at 14?

That's it. You
should go there.

By now, you'd be a
great-grandmother.

You really are going
to talk, aren't you?

Even if I can't think
of a thing to say.

Well, try talking now.

You crazy kid!

What are you trying to do, mess
me up and yourself along with me?

I could mess you
up, Arnie Haines.

I could mess you up good.

Okay, if you're looking for
a reason, you've got one.

And now, here's that real
solid man of rock and roll...

Little Richard and
Long Tall Sally.

d Gonna tell
Aunt Mary 'bout Uncle John,

d He claim he has the
misery but he's havin' a lot of fun,

d
Oh baby,

d
Yeah baby,

d Woo~

d
Baby~

d Havin'
me some fun tonight.

d
Yeah~

d Well
long, tall Sally.

d She's built
for speed, she got.

d Everything that
Uncle John need, oh baby,

d
Yeah baby,

d Woo~

d
Baby~

d Havin'
me some fun tonight.

d
Yeah~

d Well, I saw Uncle
John with long tall Sally.

d He saw Aunt Mary comin'
and he ducked back in the alley oh baby,

d
Yeah baby,

d Woo~

d
Baby~

d Havin' me
some fun tonight, yeah Aow~

d Well,
long, tall Sally.

d She's built
for speed, she got.

d Everything that
Uncle John need oh baby,

d
Yeah baby,

d Woo~

d
Baby~

d Havin' me
some fun tonight, yeah~

d Well, I saw Uncle
John with bald head Sally.

d He saw Aunt Mary comin'
and he ducked back in the alley oh baby,

d
Yeah baby,

d Woo~

d
Baby~

d Havin' me
some fun tonight, yeah~

d We gonna
have some fun tonight,

d We gonna have
some fun tonight, wow~

d Have
some fun tonight.

d
Everything's all right,

d Have some fun,
have me some fun tonight.

Yes, what is it?
What do you want?

It's Sunny
Everett, Mr. Bagley.

What's wrong? Is
your father sick?

No, he's fine.

I just thought you ought
to know, Mr. Bagley.

There's a rock and roll show
going on at the Palladium.

Well, has your
father gone crazy?

Well, he needed the money.

But I don't think he knew what
he was letting himself in for.

It's a mess, Mr. Bagley.
Drinking and everything.

Real sinful!

Sinful, I knew it.

You better come right over.

I certainly will, immediately.

Okay, see you over there.

Right.

Okay, you want
another? You've got it.

And you're going to meet the winners
of the Harvest Moon contest...

Jimmy and Jovada dancing to
Little Richard and Tutti Frutti.

d Wop bop a
loo bop a lop bam bam!

d Tutti
frutti, oh rutti. [x4]

d Wop bop a
loo bop a lop bam bam!

d I got
a gal, named Sue.

d She
knows just what to do.

d I got
a gal, named Sue.

d She
knows just what to do.

d She
rocks to the East.

dShe
rocks to the West.

d She is the
gal that I love best.

d Tutti
frutti, oh rutti. [x4]

d Wop bop a
loo bop a lop bam bam!

d I got
a gal, named Daisy.

d She
almost drives me crazy.

d Got a
gal, named Daisy.

d She
almost drives me crazy.

d She knows how
to love me, yes indeed.

d Boy you don't
know what she's doin' to me.

d Tutti
frutti, oh rutti. [x4]

d Wop bop a
loo bop a lop bam bam!

d I got
a gal, named Daisy.

d She
almost drives me crazy.

d Got a
gal, named Daisy.

d She
almost drives me crazy.

d She knows how
to love me, yes indeed.

d Boy you don't
know what she's doin' to me.

d Tutti
frutti, oh rutti. [x4]

d Wop bop a
loo bop a lop bam bam!

Glad Dad had you in the house.

Thank you very much.

And now you're gonna
hear something real great

by those wonderful
guys who work with me.

Open up your earflaps and listen
to Dave Appell and The Applejacks.

Francie, I am licked.

This is the most useless
two hours I have ever spent.

Nothing has happened but the most violent
exercise and I simply abhor exercise.

You mean you'll retract what you
said about Arnie and rock and roll?

I've swallowed bitter
pills before in my lifetime.

I am sure I will
live through it.

Mom, I love you.

Well, now...

You haven't said it like that
since you were nine and a half.

Do we dig?

Consider it dug!

Somebody's been drinking
something around here.

You don't say.

Sure, I say.

Smells like Four Roses.

Smells more like
whiskey to me.

It's you.

I ain't the only one.

Oh, no, Sunny. This
could be murder.

Sunny, this is
gonna raise Ned.

You gotta get out of here.

No, sir.

Not before I get
rid of all my liquor!

Get rid of all your...

Oh, Mother, no!

What's the matter with you,
bringing liquor in here?

I didn't bring it.

What are you trying to
do? Louse everything up?

I ought to slug you.

You and what glee club?

Me and a soprano's enough.

Look here!

That does it.

That washes us up for good.

It's a riot!

Yeah.

Yeah, Ted.

Yeah, I know, but the
whole thing was a frame-up.

I'm telling you. That
crazy Everett kid...

Yeah, all right. Goodbye, Ted.

He wants us back in
New York real quick.

He says we're not
only ruining ourselves.

We're ruining the entire
rock and roll business.

Maybe I could murder Sunny
Everett and plead self-defense.

Arnie, I'm sorry.

If I hadn't turned on so much pressure for
publicity, this would never have happened.

It's not you. It's
Bagley and the town and

the Carrie Nations with their
hatchets, like Arline MacLaine.

Why can't they believe
us about that Everett kid?

We're licked.

Let's go home and pack.

Might as well, I guess.

Yeah.

And how does the world look to Arline
MacLaine's daughter this bright and cheerful day?

Oh, please...

You did our boy in good.

Just like Samson and Delilah.

Yeah, you gave him
a real crew cut.

Yeah, she sure did.

All right, guys,
leave her alone.

You don't have to stand there
and look so self-righteous!

I believe what you said
about Sunny Everett, Arnie.

Thanks.

But what I want to
know is why she did it.

You want to know why?

Okay, I'll tell you. Because
I'm in love with you, that's why.

Yeah, if I hadn't been so crazy
as to fall in love with you...

I wouldn't have given Sunny
the brush-off the way I did.

Oh, I could have buttered her up a
little, at least until the dance was over.

No, I had to be real smart
and fall in love with you.

You, of all people.

You, with a typewriter
for a mother.

What does she do?

Stay up all night, thinking
up names to call me?

I tried to argue with her, Arnie.
I tried to tell her what I thought.

What do you think?

It wouldn't make
any difference now.

You don't trust
anything I say.

If you're gonna say something, get it over
with in a hurry, because we're leaving.

You're quitting?

Let's just call it a
strategic withdrawal.

But that would be admitting
that they're right.

Please, listen to me.

They're not right. You are.

I even explained
to my mother that

parents don't want to blame themselves
for what their children are doing.

I mean, the kind that cut up
classrooms and have knife fights.

They don't want to
blame themselves,

so they find something like
rock and roll to blame it on.

If parents would
only realize that...

their children are no different
than they were 25 or 30 years ago.

Boy, did you just
say something.

A faceful, but
what does it mean?

We're not going
back to New York.

Are you kidding?

What?

We're gonna make Mayor Bagley and all
the rest of them apologize to us in print

and your mother's going to help
us, whether she knows it or not.

But how, Arnie?

Those kids you were telling me about
in the theater group. Are they any good?

Some of them.

Where can I get them together
so I can talk to them in private?

They've been rehearsing
in the school auditorium.

Too public.

Alan, we're going to a
place called the Lonely Barn.

Arnie, we've had
enough of this talk.

Let's get back to New York.

No, sir. If we leave now,
we'll never live it down.

Tell the kids to
stand by, will you?

Come on, Alan, we're gonna keep
the Lonely Barn from being lonely.

Arnie?

Huh?

You said you loved me.

Hey, how about that? So I did.

Well, wait till later.
We'll get real profound.

Ladies and gentlemen,
when Francine MacLaine...

asked me to make the opening address for
this wonderful little show she's put together.

I was extremely flattered.

It isn't often that Mellondale has a chance
to participate in a cultural campaign.

One designed to give a distinct,
moral uplift to an entire community.

Especially in the light of recent
events concerning our young people.

So, although I know absolutely nothing of
what the youngsters have prepared for us.

It is with the greatest possible
pride I ask you all to enjoy.

The Pageant of
Art and Culture.

You mean to say you don't know what
kind of a show those kids concocted?

Or have you been too
busy lately getting drunk?

Nobody's been able to find
out what they're up to.

And now, my friends of art and
culture, we are ready to begin.

In our first offering...

We will depict the world-famous
painting by Pierre Renoir entitled...

Young Girls at the Piano.

We come to another
famous classic.

Lady and Gentleman Drinking
Wine by Jan Vermeer,

the famed Dutch painter
of the 17th century.

Are they kidding with
that cornball stuff?

I wish I knew.

And now, another art form...

Which has come down through
the ages is that of terpsichore.

The art of the dance.

Our first presentation will be that
of a dance that was all the rage...

when George Washington was
the president of our country.

Wonderful! Wonderful! Now, that's
the way dancing should be done.

Like civilized people.

Oh, Dad.

And then, times changed.

And new forms of the
dance came into being.

Reflecting how people had
changed in a changing world.

We're sure all of you
remember this dance.

We're sorry, ladies and gentlemen,
if you didn't like our little offering

of the dance you
yourselves used to do.

We thought it would bring back many
pleasant memories for all parents

to show them that they really need not
worry so much about our younger generation.

For it will grow up to be the same fine
sort of people that parents are today.

Young man, you planned this
whole thing deliberately.

You're trying to confuse the
issue about rock and roll.

I think that maybe we're the ones who
tried to confuse the issue, Mr. Bagley.

My own daughter made one
point very clear to me.

She told me that we were just
trying to find a scapegoat

for our own shortcomings
in bringing up our children.

Rock and roll happened to be handy,
so it was picked to get the blame.

I say we're wrong, and
I'm ready to admit it.

Mrs. MacLaine's right. We're all
a bunch of narrow-minded fools.

I'm ready to believe what Arnie
Haines said about my daughter.

And I'll wale the living tar out of
her hide just as soon as we get home.

Well, if it's up to me.

I'm willing to make a public
apology to Arnie Haines right now.

And I hope that perhaps Mayor
Bagley might do the same.

Apologize? Me, apologize to that
swivel-hipped, gravel-throated...

Mayor Bagley, if you want my vote in
the next election, you'll apologize.

And that goes for me, too.

Well, then, that's it.

An apology to Arnie
Haines is in order.

Thank you. Thank
you, Mrs. MacLaine.

But if Mayor Bagley's too embarrassed
to make an apology right here and now...

he can send me a letter.

I'd love to publish it.

You'll get your
letter, Mr. Haines.

But I'm apologizing right now, and I'll see that
it appears in my column all over the country.

Well, then, let's
get on with the show.

Ladies and gentlemen, some
rock and roll terpsichore.

One, two, three, four.